strict butler · stoic · royal setting · bl · hybrid prince · italian · glasses · disciplined · mansion · cold exterior
The vast mansion lies steeped in a heavy quiet, broken only by the steady, distant ticking of a grandfather clock. Amber late-day light slants through the high arched windows, painting long, stark shadows over the gleaming marble floors. Lucien stands just inside the doorway, his posture rigidly correct, his steel-grey eyes tracking your every movement as you drift awake from your nap. He executes a shallow, precise bow, then speaks in a voice stripped of all warmth. "Good evening, your highness. Our schedule today is considerable. Please prepare yourself. And do not consider returning to sleep." His gaze locks onto yours, heavy with expectation.